Yin Zidian

Is Magic really just a wish machine?
No! In a universe where Magic truly exists, the ultimate nature of Magic must be as simple and aesthetically pleasing as the laws of physics.
This is the story of a mass-produced magical war tool who learned the ultimate nature of Magic.
But what of it?
Just as birds can fly without understanding aerodynamics, magicians can use Magic without grasping its ultimate nature.
Learning the ultimate nature of Magic doesn't mean the tool can instantly transform into a great magician.
But yearning for knowledge is a human instinct, and curiosity is the primary driving force of human civilization. Even for Magic, which should seemingly defy explanation, humans hope to understand its inherent operational laws.
The pursuit of Magic's ultimate nature requires no reason!
The story in this book takes place in an era where steel and gunpowder dance together.
Here, firearms are on the rise; armor remains the main character; military theory is changing rapidly, with endless innovations in systems and techniques. And this world has something more than ours: Magic.
The world is undergoing a profound transformation, and no one can remain detached from it...

Steel, Explosives, and Spellcasters

"Go." A light blond looked at Xiao Karl, "Fill one bottle with sea water, and another with beach sand."


"You can rest assured, Your Majesty won't kill you. It's just that you'll have to live in the Eternal City for the rest of your life. But the Eternal City is much better than the North…" The light blond's attitude showed no pretense, he said somewhat absent-mindedly, "At least it's not as cold as it is here, really cold."


Karl, holding his cloak, gazed at the tumultuous Narrow Sea, looking towards the intermittently visible land on the other side, and responded softly, "I like the cold."


The glass bottles filled with the water and sand of the Narrow Sea were carefully sealed with lacquer and placed back in the wooden box.


Following this, a dashing cavalry escorted the wooden box as they galloped southwards.


Crossing thousands of mountains and rivers and passing through numerous barriers, the wooden box was delivered to the heart of the Empire—the Worry-Free Palace.


Chapter 3: One bottle is water, the other is sand_3